Now

I’m walking the tightropeBetween who I wasAnd who I will become.Who I amRight nowIs no one and everyoneFlickering and changingAn endless kaleidoscope.I look in the mirrorAnd see a familiar strangerStaring back at me.So unsure of herselfTrying to balance past and futureAfraid of the presentThat she doesn’t understand.My plans are for the womanI hope I’ll becomeMy dreams are of the girlI left behind.I’m sitting on the brinkOf ChangeFeeling torn in a thousand directionsAnd terrified of facing theUnknown ...